this is one of midtown's best shingle-style buildings---the owners tried to tear it down but then decided to just tear the rear off---there was supposed to be a new addition that would allow it all to be chopped up into condominiums, which would at least ensure preservation of the house---now i would guess the owner is bankrupt and the whole place has been boarded up---it may not survive the mess we are in
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2/07/2009 12:16:00 AM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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